I wonder sometimes if the things in life are entirely by our own design and choices. I consider my life and think of things and choices I have made that led to where I am now. I consider each step and the clearer vision of hindsight. Some choices I remember the 'why' of those choices, and in hindsight, sometimes it was the 'better' way; sometimes it was not. So here I am now, is where I am so 'wrong' or is it just that at the time, now, it seems 'wrong'? Is it not that this time is not 'wrong' only that my view and desires paint it 'wrong'?
Perhaps it is because of my pending birthday that I stop and consider where I am in life and compare that to where I think I should be. Honestly, does any one actually measure up to where they think they should be? In most of my study, the message 'be happy with who you are' is repeated constantly. Pretty much anything dealing with self-improvement, religion, psychology, etc. will echo this phrase. Why then is it seem like that is such a deep, dark secret that few ever learn, much less use on a daily basis?
The society I grew up in flaunts itself and what it has attained as the measure of a person. How you look, how you dress, what you drive, where you live, where you went on vacation last week, everything is measured against some invisible standard that is set only by the observer's desires and understanding of the measure of a person that 'has it all'.
One day I will be happy with myself, where I am, and what I have already attained. I try to do this each day, sometimes I am better at it than others. I won't say it is a goal to be able to do it all the time. After all, not only are we supposed to be happy with ourselves, we should enjoy the journey, not just the destination.
Perhaps it is because of my pending birthday that I stop and consider where I am in life and compare that to where I think I should be. Honestly, does any one actually measure up to where they think they should be? In most of my study, the message 'be happy with who you are' is repeated constantly. Pretty much anything dealing with self-improvement, religion, psychology, etc. will echo this phrase. Why then is it seem like that is such a deep, dark secret that few ever learn, much less use on a daily basis?
The society I grew up in flaunts itself and what it has attained as the measure of a person. How you look, how you dress, what you drive, where you live, where you went on vacation last week, everything is measured against some invisible standard that is set only by the observer's desires and understanding of the measure of a person that 'has it all'.
One day I will be happy with myself, where I am, and what I have already attained. I try to do this each day, sometimes I am better at it than others. I won't say it is a goal to be able to do it all the time. After all, not only are we supposed to be happy with ourselves, we should enjoy the journey, not just the destination.
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